Funeral Of The Lamp

I can’t imagine the world without you my friend My dearest snow-hued table lamp My universe is literally pitch-black without your glow I really can’t bear to let you go

Thank you for being my best mate for 11 years I appreciate how you illuminate away my darkest fear When nyctophobia haunts me down in the hall You are that strong hand that lifts me up from my fall

Your soft illumination breathed life into many of my best ideas I can see your light bouncing off each syllabus in joy I feel your warm, sweet embrace intensifying through the years The trinkets of moments spent with you is one hobby I enjoy

But, all good things must come to an end It was a very abrupt halt for you indeed Someone stepped on your wire of life Instead of tripping him, you chose to die You plunged from the edge of the desk Ending your life in one chaotic mess

Your feather glass white tutu touches the cold, hard floor The thin strands of the crack quickly spread throughout it It all happened in a cold deserted moor Somewhere called the unlit table side Each satin thread of the swan feather tutu came loose

The metal frame punctured through the silk cloth Ripping holes in its smooth, delicate flesh He tried in vain to save you, but it’s like that moth Who leaps against the fiery lamp, only to get a nasty gash

And it snowed little white slivers by the window You suffered a huge angry purple bruise But a ballerina without a tutu is just a mere shadow No one likes a naked swan, let alone an injured one What more one with shattered confidence One who wallows in incompleteness and self-despise

My friend will never be the same She will never again respond to her name Now, in her place is an intruder with a hammerhead She’s happy on the job, like she’s just newly wed But I don’t feel her in my papers Her elation is stagnant. It instantly evaporates like vapor.

I will stop all the clocks put a pause to celebration For my heart has suffered a severe abrasion The sorrow sloughed through my guts and I’m afraid to say My dear friend has left me forever today.

I can’t imagine a world without you my amigo! My beloved cream colored table lamp I’ll send you off today, and please, boldly go! Brighten up the horizons in heaven, turn up the amps Rock it off my sweetheart You are magical, a work of divine art. I will visit you in the cemetery as long as I can For you are my angel that heaven has sent There will be red roses on the side of your grave For in the last moment of your life, You were so kind-hearted and certainly so brave.

Semi-sweet and a little nutty. Introverted, socially awkward, but still easy-going and loves penning short legacies in poetry. Big on all things red, and passionate about music. Down-to-earth and enjoys short walks in mother nature's embrace. Smile people, today's going to be a great day. Try stuff you've never tried, go places, venture abroad and live a life you will remember.

Thank you for your kind comments! Yeah, I still feel sad with the demise of my lamp, but I know my best friend never leaves me, it always lives on in my memory. Good day to you, and your poems are good reads too! Keep writing!

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